Hey everybody, I know I said I was going to rewrite There's A Reason For Everything but I sorta lost inspiration, so as of now I'll be taking it down and storing it for when that inspiration comes back. I WILL finish it someday but as of now I have a new story, and don't worry I won't leave you hanging on this one, I already have the whole story planned out,…well it's planned out in my head but still that means I know exactly where this is going. I do have the have what's going to happen in the first five chapters outlined and the major details actually typed out…enough of my rambling, read on!

"No not that one either..." Sakura sighed as she pulled off her eighth dress in a row. The show started five minutes ago and she was walking in two. She had thought they all looked good on her, but apparently Tsunade didn't think so.

"Tsunade, does it matter that much?!" Sakura whined as someone helped tug the dress off. She instantly regretted it seeing the expression on her mentor's face.

"Sakura, if one strand doesn't look good the press will eat you alive!" Tsunade stopped glaring long enough to snatch a dress out of another model's hands who frowned angrily before stalking off. "And I don't think you'd want to be out of a job after only one show."

Sakura chose wisely not to reply covering her bare chest, still not used to being only in her underwear around so many people, but none were paying attention to her as they were all to busy putting finishing touches on their own hair, makeup, or outfit. She was already nervous with it being her first time to walk down the runway, but Tsunade's procrastination had her biting her nails. Well almost, Tsunade would kill her is she did. So instead Sakura was stuck with just tapping her foot impatiently.

"Perfect! Here Sakura quit wasting time!" Tsunade had pulled a strapless dark green dress off the rack and shoved it at her. Sakura had to admit it would contrast wonderfully with her eyes, both being the same color. The top was embedded with dozens upon dozens of tiny green jewels. Just below the breast area was a belt two shades darker than the actual dress with a full blooming flower (Fake of course.)in the center. The bottom fanned out to mid thigh in a light see through apple shade, it had so many layers that one could hardly call it scandalous.

"One minute till the second set of girls go out!" Sakura's eyes widened in panic as she tried to slide the dress on. Seeing her struggle Tsunade quickly yanked it on her. Satisfied Tsunade quickly grabbed a pair of the same colored strappy heels and helped her put them on.

"Jewelry? No, the dress has a lot going on, you'll look better without." Tsunade contemplated as she patted Sakura's hair making sure the pins holding her curls were still in place.

"Thirty seconds!" The short bald man called by the entrance, telling Sakura he was probably the event coordinator for the evening. Sakura ran to his side stepping in front of the model there. Naruto insisted she be the first to go on the second round since part of the event was dedicated to Burning Desire's newest model, her. Twice a year they held an event to showcase their newest models -in Sakura's case model- and of course showcase their new line for the season.

Sakura tried futilely to tug the hem down at least to cover most of her thighs but they popped right back up. Hearing some unknown signal the man hissed a quick "Go and good luck!" to Sakura as he pushed her out the door. Sakura blinked for half a second in shock at the bright lights and took a quick breath before stepping out all the way. Remembering not to smile or frown, but hold almost a look of confidence Sakura began walking down the long white runway. Was it this long during practice? Sakura couldn't remember.

Cameras flashed all around her as people quickly tried to get Burning Desire's newest model on film. Reaching the end she almost gulped seeing Uchiha Itachi. Wearing a black suit, down to the tie even with a white crisp handkerchief in the front pocket, he looked exactly as CEO of Burning Desire should. She stopped and struck her poses before turning around and walking back up stopping once more at the door before walking back in.

…BD…

"Smile and clap ladies!" The tiny man finally smiled at the end of the show. Sakura now in a black cocktail dress walked the runway once again wearing the biggest smile she could muster while holding up her hands and clapping lightly. Since they were supposed to walk slower Sakura could examine her new boss more closely. He had a small smile on his face as he clapped politely. She would of stared longer if not for the man at his side.

Uchiha Sasuke. Burning Desire's lead male model. Sable silken locks tinted with a bit of blue framed his pale face enhancing his sharp features. His lips were pressed together in a thin line and his eyebrows were drawn together scrunching up above twin pools of ebony as he surveyed the models, arms across his abdomen as if in boredom or annoyance.

A long sleeved ivory buttoned up shirt seemed almost to strain against his chest. The rolled up sleeves and partly unbuttoned shirt screamed bad boy. The small glimpse of chest it gave Sakura -woman, or man for that matter- want to rip the rest of the evil buttons off and see what was hidden beneath. Black silken slacks adorned his long legs.

Sakura had been panting after this man -along with more than half the population- for almost a year. You'd have to be death, blind, and in a hole not to know who he was, or anyone from or associated with Burning Desire for that matter.

She saw his eyes narrow as he appraised her up and down. Sakura held off the blush she could feel creeping up her cheeks. Walking back she let out a sigh of relief as Tsunade came to hug her.

"Ladies courtesy of Uchiha-San the dresses and shoes on your back are now yours!" The tiny man called, getting happy cries around the room. "Now you'll look great at the after party too." He added with a wink.

Sakura grabbed her bag and began walking out the door with Tsunade. Saying she was nervous was an understatement, she was down right terrified. Tsunade had informed her she would officially be meeting her new boss at the after party, and would be expected to mingle with him for quite a while. And if it meant meeting Itachi, she knew she would probably be meeting Sasuke as well. Sasuke. Sakura almost shivered, just thinking his name brought waves of pleasure coursing through her.

Sakura was quite proud of herself, she'd actually survived the fashion show, and done one heck of a job if she did say so herself. Everything had went smoothly and they got a deafening applause from the audience afterwards.

"Sakura! Sakura-Chan!" Sakura turned around after hearing the booming voice behind her. All she saw was a flash of blonde before being gripped in a bone-crushing bear hug, pulling her off her feet.

"Wrinkles…dress….lot's of money…can't breathe!" Sakura gasped. Her captor dropped her and grinned sheepishly. Still dazed from the hug it took Sakura a minute to respond.

"Hey Naruto." She greeted seeing him, "You look nice."

Indeed he did. Wearing an unbuttoned black blazer and black slacks Naruto looked very gentlemanly. If she had saw the bright orange polo before he put on she would have argued against it, but seeing the whole outfit together Naruto seemed to pull it off. Sakura guessed it would, Naruto seemed to be able to always pull off wearing the most brightest and loudest colors and still make it look sexy. Of course she'd never tell him that.

"You did amazing Sakura! You looked awesome! Itachi was impressed for a first-timer!" Naruto said cheerfully taking her bag and telling a man to go put it in his car since he had drove her. Sakura smiled as his electric blue eyes twinkled lightly contrasting beautifully with his tan skin.

"I was a little nervous at first for you, but when you walked out and went bam, and then boom…man!" Naruto grabbed her arm and waved bye to an irritated Tsunade as he towed her to the room the after party was in. "Ready to meet the boss man?!"

"Um,…no…."

"Aw c'mon Sakura, Itachi's actually a pretty cool guy, you'll love him!" Naruto laughed at her terrified expression still dragging her to wherever Itachi was she assumed. She was surprised when they stopped in front of the bar.

"I figured you were probably thirsty after the show." Naruto winked seeing her confused expression. "Ah just give me two strawberry wine coolers my man."

"There only three percent alcohol so even if were only twenty this should be okay." Naruto explained handing her the glass full of red liquid. Sakura hesitantly swallowed and smiled. Yum.

"These are good now let's go." Sakura began walking towards the door before an arm looped around her waist.

"Oh no you don't, in fact I see Mr. Boss Man now!" Naruto pointed to the other side of the room where Itachi was talking to a pretty blonde. "Itachi! Yo, Itachi!"

Itachi's long raven hair fell gracefully down his back as his head whipped around hearing his name. Seeing them he signaled with his hand for them to come over. Sakura gulped as they walked towards him.

"It's Uchiha in public Naruto." Itachi said slightly annoyed, as if it happened more than he liked.

"Ah. Sakura-San, you looked beautiful in the show, it's a pleasure to finally meet you." Itachi stepped forward to gently grasp her hand and place a small kiss on it. "I've heard a lot about you."

It took Sakura a minute to catch her voice and breathe again. "Thank you so much Uchiha-San for allowing me to join Burning Desire." Were all Uchiha men so hot? Sakura wondered if she would want to jump their fathers bones too…

"No, the pleasures all mine. Don't be so formal, you can call me Itachi." Itachi smiled again, very happy with his newest model.

"What the hell Itachi, she can call you Itachi but I can't?!" Naruto huffed. Itachi simply ignored him as he grasped Sakura's arm. "Would you object to spending the evening with me as I introduce you to my brother and your fellow coworkers?"

"No." Sakura answered looking back at a pouting Naruto, she guessed she wouldn't have been able to get away if she wanted to.

"Wonderful." Itachi grinned flashing her a pair of the most whitest and straightest teeth she'd ever seen. "First on the list…ah, Neji!" Itachi called.

Sakura didn't know who he was talking to until she saw a pretty girl, with beautiful chestnut hair that flowed to her waist, turn her head slightly.

"Who is she Uchiha-San?" Sakura asked curiously.

Itachi stared at her in stunned silence, "She…?" he questioned before he burst into laughter causing those close to them to stare inquisitively. Sakura wondered what was so funny until she saw the woman turn around and she realized her mistake.

"Oh…no….I thought…" Beautiful hair woman was actually a man, who was walking towards them now, also wondering what Itachi was still in a fit of laughter over, Sakura would of called it giggling but she learned later that 'Uchiha men do not giggle, we merely laugh or have uncontrollable sounds erupt from our oral cavities'.

"Itachi, did I miss a joke?" The man Sakura presumed to be Neji asked as he finally reached them through the dense throng of people. Sakura shot her head up fearfully at Itachi, she didn't want to find out what would happen if Neji found out she called him a girl.

"Ah…Sakura-San just told a very intriguing joke about a preacher, a priest, and a rabbi who went into a bar." Itachi started to answer, but quickly said something else seeing his new models expression.

"Oh, you must be Sakura, I've heard a lot about you." Neji bowed gracefully before looking back up at her waiting for a response. Pearl eyes, almost translucent stared at her, bewitching her.

Before Sakura could think of what she was saying she blurted out, "You're eyes are beautiful!". Her cheeks flooded red when she realized what she said. She expected him to be slightly annoyed by her outburst but was mildly surprised when he spoke back.

"I've gotten strange before, even weird but never beautiful. Thank you, I'm quite touched, and your own emerald eyes in my humble opinion put mine to shame." Sakura's whole face was a full on crimson now, somehow between all of that she idly wondered how Itachi and Neji managed to spout perfectly articulate speech so well. Did they practice this stuff?

"Neji reign in that gentleman charm before you make poor Sakura's head explode from the blood rush." Itachi said playfully. "Now before you two go saying next how shiny the other's hair is, I'd like to finish introducing you."

"Sorry." Sakura mumbled.

"Neji doesn't work for me, he's actually heir to one of our other main rival businesses. He likes to show up at these events to steal ideas, and of course flirt with all the beautiful models he wished worked for him." Itachi said smugly as Neji rolled is eyes to imply they always had that discussion.

"Itachi I'm leaving, I don't know how much more of this party I can take." Sakura's ears perked up as she heard a deep but irritated voice say behind her. She quickly turned around with Itachi to see Sasuke step in front of them with a scowl on his face.

"You have to dance once little brother and at least meet our wonderful new model!" Itachi said as Sasuke's scowl deepened even more if that was possible, at being called little. "Sakura, this is of course my little brother Sasuke, he has the looks of an angel but sadly a very horrible attitude problem."

"Screw you Itachi."

"Sorry Sasuke but I'm not into incest, but rest assured if I were we'd be in my bed by now." Itachi smirked as Sasuke gave him a disgusted looked before turning around to leave. "At least dance with the lady here Sasuke!" Sakura looked up astonished wondering why Itachi would suggest his brother to dance with her.

"Not my type." Sasuke had turned his head back fractionally to throw a glare at Sakura before turning it back around. Sakura didn't know if she was supposed to be offended or not, judging by what she had seen at the fashion show and the party she guessed he was like this all the time.

"Excuse me for a moment." Itachi walked to Sasuke and began whispering in his ear. Sakura turned to Neji and was about to ask him why his eyes were such a strange color before she felt someone grab her arm and forcibly pull her away. She blinked in shock at the now extremely annoyed younger Uchiha.

"If you don't want to dance, it's fine." She mumbled, knowing full well she had been dying for months to have Sasuke touch her, but of course she hadn't had her arm in mind then.

"Be quiet, you'll survive one dance." The glare he threw at her made her shrink back. You were the one who didn't want to dance with me in the first place, I thought I wasn't your type!

Although he seemed as if he would rather be anywhere than but dancing with her, Sasuke was an exceptionally good dancer as they swayed to the music.

Sakura knew she should have kept her mouth shut, she just knew but she couldn't help the question that popped out of her mouth as the area they occupied grew partly quiet as they waited for another song to pop up. If she would have trusted her instincts she wouldn't have asked Sasuke, "Would you go on a date with me?".

Some of the women close to them with dance partners of their own gawked at her question, while Sasuke narrowed his eyes and Sakura mentally slapped herself.

Uh-oh…

…BD…

First and foremost I want to think my best friend Sarah for helping me and brainstorming with me on this. And I will TRY my hardest to update as soon as possible after each new chapter. The length of the chapters will probably vary on what'll happen in that chapter. Sorry this chapter is fairly short, but I wanted to end it here and put what I'm going to write next in chapter two. Reviews are welcomed with open arms. Lots of Love!
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